the lullaby
How do I learn my dreams to mold
To lay them bare in the morning cold?
To lay them bare in the morning cold?
It wasn't rare that Ronin and Remi weren't on the same page, but it wasn't the norm, either. From having buried his emotions as a young man, to wearing them on his sleeve as a grieving father, to now letting them rise up unsteadily like steam from the cracks in tectonic plates, Remi sits with his arms folded comfortably across his chest and a look of discontent on his face.
I plan on picturing you naked for this whole meeting. He thinks towards his husband, eyes flickering towards the Huntsman as he allows a small grin to dimple one of his cheeks. However much Remi hated that the demigods were being pulled into the mess left by Cian's death, he'd agreed at once to attend Ronin's meeting, and had further promised to try and not shove the conversation off the rails. But none of those promises extended to the very loud thoughts he was planning on having to keep himself in check.
I plan on picturing you naked for this whole meeting. He thinks towards his husband, eyes flickering towards the Huntsman as he allows a small grin to dimple one of his cheeks. However much Remi hated that the demigods were being pulled into the mess left by Cian's death, he'd agreed at once to attend Ronin's meeting, and had further promised to try and not shove the conversation off the rails. But none of those promises extended to the very loud thoughts he was planning on having to keep himself in check.
If they're still out there then the chasm grows
For all you know, for all you've known
For all you know, for all you've known
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
